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- Subtitles - Luis Filipe Bernardes

Oh, I do beg your pardon. Indeed I...

Mr. Lanyard!

Mr. Lanyard!

It's me, here I am!

Oh, Mr. Lanyard!

Oh, Mr. Lanyard!

Jamison, you haven't changed a bit, it's good to see you.

It\x22s so good to see you too, sir.

Easy, Jamison, it's only been four years.

Oh, but four long years, sir.

Now, now, Jamison, let's be British about the whole thing.

I can't sir, I was born in Tasmania.

It can't be that bad, you're overdoing it.

Oh, sir, if it embarrasses you, I'll... I'll pretend to be your father.

Yes, later, in your moment of grief. Do you mind?

Well, there's a sight for suspicious eyes, the Lone Wolf himself.

Michael Lanyard. I haven't seen him around in several years.

Well, he's been doing his bit, and very effective too, I understand.

He always was effective, straight or crooked.

Well, let's hope he' straight permanently.

You know, I think I'll make a few polite inquiries on that score.

Hello, Lanyard. Have a light?

- If it isn't, Inspector Crane. - You haven't changed a bit.

And how is my fine suspecting friend?

Well, I'm still in doubt where you're concerned.

Your interest overwhelms me.

Ah, the ever faithful Jamison.

Hello, inspector, it's nice to see you again.

- Thanks. - I thought by this time...

...you'd turned that in for a new one.

What have you got in there, a body?

Jones, I hope that's your name, I find you most rude.

That's funny, honest people don't.

- Gestapo! - Look you, that calls for a fight!

You know, I'm gonna miss those foxholes.

It was so peaceful and quiet.

Yes, it's been a great country for the last four years.

- Why? - No first-class jewel robberies.

By the way, inspector, how is the thief-catching business?

Very dull since you became a respectable citizen... I hope.

If you pardon my saying so, the air is much fresher outside.

- We are outside. - Hm, an observant gentleman.

Now if you'll forgive me, inspector,

I have an appointment with a most charming lady.

- She's kept the candle burning. - For four years?

It was a large candle.

Au revoir.

The little blue car on the right, please.

Down there.

Well, Mr. Lanyard, what are our plans?

Well, first I want a tall cool highball.

You haven't drunk all our bonded bourbon, I hope?

Oh, no, sir, I managed to save you a few bottles. I anticipated that.

- Very considerate of you. - By the way, sir,

I thought you might like to know that Miss Winter...

has been calling you every day for the past week.

Do you mean to say you waited all this time to tell me that?

Why, that's the best news I've had since VJ Day.

And you call yourself a gentleman's gentleman.

I always save the best candy in the box till last, sir.

It's a childhood habit, sir.

By the way, I learned through the grapevine as a backstairs gossip, sir,

that she's just as anxious to see you.

Anxious is such a pale, flabby word, Jamison.

Ah, I'amour, toujours I'amour, sir!

Oh, if only I were twenty years younger.

- Yes. - Or even thirty.

Why not?

There she is, sir.

What is that?

Lulubelle, sir. She's been most loyal and economical during your absence.

- Does it have a murder? - A superb motor, sir.

You know, from the size of it, she must run on nothing.

Oh, practically, sir. To cite an example,

I once lost my A-coupons, it was quite a dilemma, you know,

I had to get to Hoboken.

A Miss Steele, sir.

Well, the hour was getting late...

...and in the desperation I poured a pint of cleaning fluid into her vitals

- Did you get to Hoboken? - Oh, no sir.

Lulubelle completely overshot her mark.

And I ended up in Paterson with a Miss Hampstead.

Would you like to drive, sir?

Yes, yes, I'll have a go at it.

- Cuddly little thing. - Yes, sir, Lulubelle is quite intimate.

By the way, Jamison, what are you using for fuel these days?

Oh, that super-super-super petrol, sir.

- Does it work? - Work?

Work isn't the word for it. Have you ever taken vitamins, sir?

Well, that's just the effect it has on Lulubelle.

It's really most frightening.

How do I start it?

Oh, it's very simple, sir, just press that little button.

- That one? - Yes.

What was that?

That's that super-super-super petrol, sir, but don't be alarmed.

Lulubelle is most amiable.

She doesn't sound it.

Oh, one more thing, sir.

When you shift gears, please let out her clutch very gently.

- Like this? - Yes, sir.

Call Miss Winter's number again. She must be home by this time.

Yes, sir, very good, sir.

Ah, here she is at last, sir.

Thanks, Jamison.

Carla, darling.

Yes, you're right, nobody else.

This afternoon. I've called you every half hour since.

Look, I've got to see you right away.

"I'm afraid that's out of the question, Michael."

"I'm taking a bath."

Ready or not, I'm coming over.

"You'll get wet."

You'd better hurry, I'm on my way.

- Good evening. - Ja.

Uh...

You're, um... new here, aren't you?

- I've been Olga. - Obviously.

No, Swedish.

I've been with Miss Winter four year.

Well, I've been without Miss Winter four years...

...and I assure you my job is much harder.

- Now, will you tell Miss Winter I'm here. - She not dressed yet.

Oh, let's not go into details. I'm here, she's expecting me.

Yes... well?

- Carla! - Michael, darling!

I won't be a minute.

You'd better not. I can't stand the suspense much longer.

Fix us both a drink, dear, and I'll be right with you.

I need one.

Michael.

Did you call?

Olga, would you fill the ice bucket, please?

Oh, I just did, ma'am, she's full up.

Well then, would you get me a handkerchief, please?

Okay.

Four long years, baby.

I missed you dreadfully, dear.

This parting proves that no one can take your place.

How do you know, did anybody try?

A few. But I learned this.

I wouldn't marry you for a million dollars, but...

...I wouldn't take a million dollars for you.

Let me start living up to that.

Your handkerchief.

Oh, no!

Well, here we go again.

And again.

You know, I don't think I got your name.

I still been Olga.

Oh, yes. How could I make that mistake?

Well, Olga, I wonder if you'd do me a favor. I came out without my cigarettes.

Would you go down to the corner and get me some?

Okay.

Is Olga permanently attached to us?

The poor dear means well, she's the motherly type.

She thinks she's protecting me.

- Want to be protected? - Not any more.

We got plenty cigarettes here.

Oh, never mind that.

Go... go and get some flowers.

Make it lilies.

Oh, thanks, but we don't need flowers for a few days.

You heard what Mr. Lanyard said, Olga.

I heard okay, but no more lilies until November.

That's only three months away.

You can wait for them.

Michael.

It's so wonderful having you back.

Tell me all about yourself and everything you've done.

Oh, never mind.

Let it ring. We're not at home to anyone.

If I don't answer it, it'll ring all night.

Hello?

"This is the Hour for Romance radio program..."

"...offering lonely girls helpful hints on how to hold a man."

"Are you listening to station ZZB?"

- No! - "Why not?"

"What were you doing when we called?"

That, you impertinent little snoop, is none of your business.

Who was that?

A radio poll, wanted to know what I was doing.

- What was I doing? - Remember?

This.

I think you get hungry after a while.

Ooh!

Olga.

If we need anything else, we'll get it ourselves.

Take the rest of the evening off, go to a movie!

- Go to... - Anywhere.

Thanks. I was just trying to help.

Carla, if this is peace, I'll take war.

If that phone rings again, I'll tear it by the roots.

If someone comes through that door, III...

I don't care who it is, I'll go away.

Maybe it's important, darling.

There's nothing as important right now as our privacy.

See who it is, dear, and send them away.

I'll see who it is.

I'll kick him down the stairs.

Working your way through college?

Sorry to bother you, Lanyard, but I'd like a few words with you.

May we come in?

You know, if you'll pick up the dictionary and turn to the p's,

you'll find a little word called "privacy".

- "Privacy", sir. - Thank you, Jamison.

- Ever hear of it? - Don't mind me, gentlemen.

I'm just waiting for a helicopter.

Oh, Carla, darling.

It behooves me to present Inspector Crane of the New York police department.

Inspector Crane, my mother.

- What? - That's right, his mother.

Don't you think I'd make a good mother for Michael?

I hope you'll forgive this unwarrantable intrusion Miss Winter,

but the inspector's hobby is walking through doors.

We mustn't inhibit him.

Have you seen this?

Most educational.

Now, if you'll run along with my man, Blue Monday,

Oh, pardon, sir, I'm not guilty.

I told him if he didn't take me to you, I'd just run him in on general principles.

Oh, that's ridiculous.

Somebody steals a sapphire and you, you big cad,

interrupt the most beautiful thing since... well...

There's... there's no describing it, dear.

Now why aren't you out trying to catch the thief?

- That's the reason I'm here. - You don't mean...

He does, Miss Winter.

Oh, Jamison, fix Mr Lanyard and me a drink.

Very good, madam.

Michael, darling.

Let's pretend we're alone.

Now mind you. I'm not accusing anybody yet.

You're talking in empty walls, inspector.

Miss Winter and Mr. Lanyard have gone off to paradise.

I'd just like to call your attention to an amazing coincidence.

Kiss me, darling.

Now listen.

Your first day back, Lanyard,

and the most valuable sapphire in the world is stolen from a museum.

Oh, I'm... terribly sorry.

When you left the airport this...

Now look, I'm talking to you.

When you left the airport this afternoon,

you went by a jeweler on Fifth Avenue...

...and made inquiries about star sapphires.

- Michael, darling, how sweet of you. - Trivial.

Well, I can remember the time you didn't even bother pricing precious stones.

Oh, now, inspector, how in the world could I have broken into a museum...

stolen a sapphire, gone home, gotten dressed,

and come over here in the short time since I've been back?

If you find the ice cubes fuzzy,

it's because these modern rugs are constantly linting.

Michael, dear, get rid of that man.

You heard the lady, inspector.

Now please, you know the whole thing's impossible.

Well, you've accomplished the impossible before,

so I just thought I'd just take it up with you.

He's driving me to drink, Mr. Lanyard. May I?

- Yes, Jamison. - Thank you, sir.

Inspector, could anyone guilty of a crime be so unconcerned?

So relaxed.

- So at ease, so... - Guilty.

We're cornered, Jamison.

You win out, inspector.

You and your persistence,

I'm a broken man.

I'm ready to give up.

Shall we reenact the crime, sir?

Yes, Jamison, in your best assistant crook manner, old boy,

as sinister as possible.

Michael, darling, may I be assistant sinister?

No, no, darling, we crossed you, we wouldn't take you on this one.

- Go, Jamison! - Sinister does it, sir.

More sinister than sinning.

I can see it all now.

We disguised ourselves as Aztec pottery.

I was a wonderful vase.

- Rolled up the stairs past the crowd. - Piked the sparkler.

- Gagged the guard. - Dumped the joint.

And came here to wait for you.

We'll go quietly, officer.

That's a very funny routine, Lanyard.

But I still think you know something.

If I do, you'll be the first man I'll tell.

Now, inspector, if you have anything else to do,

will you go some place else and do it?

- Good night, Miss Winter. - Good night.

I do hope you'll forgive the intrusion.

But in cases like this,

naturally, the first person we think of is Mr. Lanyard.

Yes, well, thanks for the flattery, skip it, and good night, old boy.

Good night.

Jamison.

If you tell anybody else where I am,

or bother me in any way, I'll...

I understand, sir.

What time may I expect you home?

That's none of your affair, you're fired.

Yes, sir, I know, sir, but for breakfast, would you prefer a kipper or a kidney?

You're fired. And make it kidney.

Very good, sir.

Good evening, Miss Winter.

Good night, master.

You know I should have strangled Jamison years ago?

Yes, dear, of course you should have.

And that thickheaded Crane.

Too stupid to go out work on his own case...

he's gotta come in here and try to pin the job on me.

Wasting tax payers' money, harassing honest citizens.

Breaking up a beautiful romance.

You know what I'm going to do?

Yes, mix me another drink, um...

Never mind, I despise lint.

Me too.

- Carla, you're beautiful. - Naturally.

You know what I'm thinking?

Definitely.

What, babe?

Well, you're thinking that...

Oh, Michael, darling, let's not think.

That reminds me of the first afternoon I met you.

Remember?

As if it were yesterday.

We were all alone in the Yankee Stadium.

You play very well, dear.

Never took a lesson.

- Where did you study? - Catalina.

Oh, good fishing too.

What were we talking about before?

- Um... Yankee Stadium. - Oh, yes.

It was there I first saw you across a crowded diamond.

Oh, let's not mention diamonds now, please.

Diamond was crowded, bases were loaded.

So were you.

We found a secluded bench, remember?

We were drawn toward each other.

How?

Like this.

And I screamed for help.

How?

Like this.

"Help".

And you kissed me.

Oh? How?

Like this.

Ooh!

I suppose that was inevitable.

Who do you think it is this time?

I don't know, let me be surprised.

Carla! Carla!

This one's on me.

Rita, what's the matter?

Carla, you've got to take me in. I can't stand another night in the apartment.

- What happened? - Oh, it's Dick, he's running around again.

Oh, drop your bags, and wipe your eyes,

powder your nose and tell me what happened.

Oh, you know Michael Lanyard, don't you?

- Hello, Rita. - Michael, please.

Oh, let him lie there.

I'm so miserable.

Hey, Rita, your nose is shining.

Come on over here, dear, and tell me what happened.

Well, Dick told me tonight that...

...he's in love with somebody else.

He insisted I leave him, and...

...get a divorce.

Why, the cad.

Oh, Michael, this is serious to her.

Oh, I'm sorry. Who's the new moment?

Lili.

- And who might Lili be? - Oh, that's the disgrace of it.

She's a perfectly awful thing.

A dancer at the club Marquis.

Well, in that case I wouldn't say much for Richard's taste.

Just a minute. Richard's a connoisseur of women.

- You should see Lili. - But you just said she was awful.

Well, she is in one way.

But in the other...

Yes?

- She has a divine figure. - Hm...

A common face, but...

Pretty.

And, um... where did you say she was dancing?

Michael!

Sorry, sorry.

You see, dear, Michael's been away for four years. I'm rehabilitating him.

Now what are you going to do?

Oh, I don't know.

I just couldn't stay another night at the apartment, so I...

packed a few thing and took a taxi here and...

Well, you're my only sister Carla, I had nowhere else to go.

Well, while you two are figuring it out,

I'll mix you a drink, Rita.

You know you're welcome to stay here as long as you want.

Are you going to do as Dick asked and give him a divorce?

Oh, I don't know.

After all he is my husband and...

...no matter what he's done, I still love him.

Oh, what I should do is go down to that nightclub and just scratch her eyes out.

Don't be ridiculous, Rita.

There's always two sides to every story of that sort.

Oh, but you don't understand, Carla,

You've never had strangers enter your life and break up a romance.

You think not?

- Are you sure you want him back? - Of course.

At least I won't give up without a fight.

Well, why don't you sit tight, it may all blow over.

If only someone could talk to Dick, someone he knows and respects.

Perhaps he could be brought to his senses.

Oh, no!

I'm not having any.

Oh, Michael, please, it might work.

He's always liked you so much.

Please, Michael, you and Carla are the only ones I can turn to.

Not a chance.

I never knew Hale very well. And if I start messing in his private affairs now,

he'd probably tell me to go to blazes.

Oh, he might not, it's worth a try.

Look, the last thing in the world a man wants is advice in his love affairs.

Please, Michael, it means everything to me.

Did you say she was a dancer?

You know I knew a dancer in Paris once.

She couldn't dance very well, but, um...

Never mind, I'll handle her myself.

Oh, she probably isn't even my type.

The least I can do is sacrifice myself for a friend.

I wouldn't want you to sacrifice yourself for us, dear.

No, I'll do it. It's man's work.

But only for Rita.

A dancer, huh?

Well.

Don't overdo it.

- Good evening, Mr. Lanyard. - Good evening.

- Full up, huh? - Yes, sir.

- Maybe I can find... - Never mind, I see a friend of mine.

Well, if it isn't Dick Hale.

Good to see you again.

- When did you get back? - This afternoon.

I've had enough of those English pubs,

I thought I'd drop around here and get rid of the taste of gin and bitters.

- What's it like? - Not grand.

Uh-huh.

Oh, by the way, they tell me this, um...

...Lili, is quite a strawberry in her way.

How about it?

- Why don't you wait a judge for yourself? - Not a bad idea.

What would you like, sir?

Oh, bring me the same. I'll join Mr. Hale.

Very well, sir.

By the way, Dick, how's your wife?

She's all right.

Charming girl, Rita. You're a very lucky guy.

Yes, yes, of course.

Wheelright, this is Stonley.

Yeah, I made the contact.

They're on the way over here now.

Listen I'll handle my end of the deal, you handle yours.

That's swell, boss.

Say, where'd you hide the Shalimar?

The last place in the world anybody'd think to look for it.

What do we do now?

Give this to his excellency wrapped in a napkin.

- Don't let him know where it came from. - Okay.

Extraordinary is the word.

A masterpiece of understatement.

- Good evening, gentlemen. - Good evening.

I think someone made a reservation for his royal highness and myself.

Yes, sir. This way, sir.

Your Royal Highness.

Good evening, inspector.

His Royal Highness did not hear you, he's quite deaf unfortunately.

Yes, I know. But I would like a word with you.

Certainly.

May I ask why you happened to come here tonight?

Someone telephoned us at our hotel.

Who was it?

Please, Mr. Crane, I wish you wouldn't interfere in this matter,

We're only interested in recovering the Shalimar.

If you make a move now, all will be lost.

Well, I merely wanted to call your attention...

...to a very interesting international figure.

You see those two men over there at the ring-side table?

Near the dancer.

Yes.

Well, the one with the moustache is Michael Lanyard.

You've heard of the Lone Wolf.

The Lone Wolf?

Yes, at one time he was one of the most famous jewel thieves.

He might be your man.

Perhaps.

But please do nothing about it.

Very well.

For the time being at least I'll do nothing.

Hey, boss, Inspector Crane's in the house.

He was just talking to his nibs.

That isn't the half of it.

There's Mike Lanyard.

At the table over there.

The Lone Wolf? How come?

That's what we gotta find out quick.

Don't give his highness that note I gave you till we do find out.

- See you later, Lanyard. - Oh, wait a minute.

You're not going backstage to see her without me now, are you?

Look, Lanyard, do you mind?

Of course I don't mind.

But I'm going with you.

Lanyard's starting backstage, that means he knows something.

We've gotta head him off.

- What was that? - A pistol shot.

Drop that gun and put up your hands.

Go out front and bring Crane back here.

You mean, boss, get the cops?

Do as you're told and step on it.

Something happened to that headdress.

The sapphire in the center is missing.

Goodbye, children. Tell Inspector Crane I couldn't wait.

Hey, inspector, come backstage quick, something's happened.

- What's the matter? - Lanyard just shot Lili.

Where is he? - In her dressing room.

- Stonley's got him covered. - I'll be right with you.

I beg your pardon.

But I think you'd better get his royal highness out of here right away.

This place is going to crack the morning papers wide open.

I'll get in touch with you later at your hotel.

- What happened, boss? - Where's Lanyard?

Probably a mile away.

Hello?

Get me police headquarters.

Give me the homicide detail.

Hello, this is Inspector Crane.

There's been a 32 backstage of the Club Marquis.

Yeah, I'm there now. I'll wait.

And send out word to pick up Michael Lanyard.

Yeah, Lanyard.

We wanted to go to the hotel, why are we stopping here, Pierre?

I'm not Pierre.

Lanyard is the name.

Michael Lanyard.

Inspector Crane warned me about you.

What's the meaning of this? Where's our chauffeur?

Well, I persuaded Pierre to take his place temporarily.

So that you and I could have a private chat.

So it was you who instructed us to go to the Club Marquis.

Oh, my dear sir, how clever of you.

Have you got the Shalimar?

No.

But I'm probably one of the few men in New York who can help you recover it.

That is, if Your Excellency and His Royal Highness...

...will join me upstairs.

Sorry to intrude, darling.

Don't tell me, let me guess.

You're selling rugs.

Please, Carla, close the door.

May I present His Excellency the Prince of Rapoor...

and prince's equerry, His Excellency Lal Bara.

This is indeed an unexpected honor.

- What, may I ask, is an equerry? - This is serious, darling.

I have very important matters to discuss with his excellency and his royal highness.

So I took the liberty of bringing them here.

Oh. make yourselves at home, come right this way.

Carla, make our guests comfortable while I get through a telephone call?

I'll go right in the kitchen and whip up some ham and equerries.

Jamison. - Yes, Mr. Lanyard.

Your briefcase, sir?

Oh, the heavy type.

Very good, sir, I'll be over right away.

But gentlemen, the plan I've outlined...

...is probably your only chance to recover the Shalimar.

I'm sorry, Mr. Lanyard, but Inspector Crane advised us to have nothing to do with you.

I must ask you to drive His Royal Highness and myself back to our hotel.

Won't you please be seated, gentlemen?

I am also sorry.

But under the circumstances, if you won't cooperate, I shall have to detain you here.

Do you realize what you're doing?

Threatening His Royal Highness?

Of course, gentlemen, the spot you're putting me on doesn't make any difference.

Talking about spots, I'm on enough now to cover a leopard.

Oh, this is no concern of ours.

I must ask you to forget your weapon at once.

If you'll forgive me, gentlemen, it's quite impossible.

Oh, Carla, that's probably Jamison. Will you open the door, please?

Good evening again, Miss Winter.

I brought a couple of things Mr. Lanyard wanted.

Come right in, Jamison, he just brought me a couple of things I don't want.

Not too tight I hope, sir?

I deplore the necessity for tying you, gentlemen,

but I must have 24-hours' freedom of action.

Your government will hear about this.

I'm sure the State Department will add its profound apologies to my own.

And I'm also sure that after I've recovered the Shalimar,

all this will be forgotten.

Would Your Royal Highness and Your Excellency care for anything else?

That will be all. You may clear the things away now.

I'll be back in a minute for the rest of the dishes.

Now remember, Jamison, you're deaf.

Oh, thank you, sir.

And who are you?

Lal Bara, your humble servant of noble blood.

Oh, you mean to say I'm to give the orders?

Only temporarily.

Now, I'll do the talking and you do the listening, remember?

Yes, sir, but if I'm to be master...

Oh, please, Jamison, try not to be difficult.

It's all so simple. We're from Rapoor and...

Oh, I love Rapoor, sir.

By the way, do you suppose these two gentlemen we're impersonating...

...brought their harem with them?

It's quite the thing over there, you know.

Well, it's a good thing it's over there. Now, Jamison, once more...

Infidel! Hold thy tongue! Guard thy speech.

You're deaf, remember? You can't hear me!

I beg your pardon, sir.

That's better.

Eh?

No, no, no, not "Eh?".

You went to Oxford, old chap.

"What".

- I didn't say anything. - What?

- What? - That's correct.

- What's correct? - That's right.

- What's right? - Yes.

- What? - Oh, Jamison, pull yourself together!

Show them to 527, please.

Is His Royal Highness in?

I haven't seen them come in, Inspector.

- But I'll ring them if you want me to. - Thanks, do, please.

- What happened to you? - I don't know, inspector.

I was sitting in the prince's car in front of the Club Marquis.

Somebody must have hit me from behind...

because when I came to I was parked on a side street.

My cap was gone, I have a lump on my head the size of an ostrich egg.

Here, feel it.

Yeah, you did get a crack.

What side street, where were you?

I don't remember, inspector, I just drove back here somehow.

I phoned, inspector.

His Excellency said that they have both retired for the night...

...and do not wish to be disturbed.

But he asked if you will telephone him in the morning.

Thanks.

Yes, Your Excellency?

Yeah.

Now let me see if I've got this straight.

"His Royal Highness offers a reward of $150,000 cash...

...for the immediate return of the Shalimar with no questions asked.

Yeah.

You'll remain in your hotel room throughout the day...

in order to arrange for the return of the sapphire...

...and the immediate payment of the reward.

Yeah, I'll notify the newspapers at once.

Right.

And I promise that for the time being at least the police are out of the picture.

All right.

Send Jones in here right away, will you?

A hundred and fifty grand right under our noses...

...and the Lone Wolf gets away with the Shalimar.

We're gonna stake out in the lobby of that hotel.

And if Lanyard tries to contact his nibs,

we'll step right up and put in our claim in no uncertain manner.

I'm not gonna let Lanyard make a sucker out of me.

What's Wheelright doing here?

Follow upstairs to the prince's suite and see.

I'll stick here and keep an eye peeled for Lanyard.

Let me impress upon you gentlemen that I have nothing to do with this.

- It is quite obvious. - I hope you understand, Your Highness.

I'm sorry, Mr. Wheelright, but you'll have to speak louder.

His Highness has trouble with his hearing.

Oh. I say, um...

I have nothing to do with this.

Then why are you here?

Oh, I remember.,

- Proceed. - Thank you.

Let me say to begin with...

...that I am an old established dealer in fine stones.

My reputation and references are unimpeachable.

And if I were a crook and had the Shalimar,

I certainly wouldn't be within twenty miles of here.

Naturally.

I'm merely acting as any reputable citizen would.

Helping distinguished visitors recover stolen property.

Exactly...

...who was it that contacted you and gave you the message?

Well... an unidentified man claiming to have the Shalimar telephoned...

...asking me to convey this information to you.

He said he was calling me because of my reputation.

If you'll have the $150,000 ready,

in bills of small denomination,

he'll advise me later today where and when the reward may be exchanged...

... for the Shalimar.

I wasn't even to tell you my own name because...

...that in a way would establish a contact with them.

You haven't notified the police.

No, sir.

I gathered from the newspapers that you wanted the police left out of it...

...so that you could handle the whole matter yourselves.

It would be so much better...

if we knew exactly with whom we are dealing, after all...

anybody could come up here and make us a proposition.

What?

I've explained to you that that's impossible.

I can't afford to have my name in this in any way.

Good day, gentlemen.

You will undoubtedly hear from me again is a few hours when...

...I hope you have the money.

So the straightest fence on Broadway turns a corner for a price, huh?

Get out of my way, Beaumont.

Listen, brother, I want to tell you something.

What do you think, sir?

Well, I think that's our man if we only knew who he is.

That should be easy to find out, sir.

That's what you think. Now listen, Highness!

Your deafness has taken a turn for the worse.

From now on I'll do all the talking and you hold on to your beard.

If you remember, sir, when I first came to work for you,

my references in no way referred to my being able...

...to play the part of a bearded nabob

I am a gentleman's gentleman.

Well, Jamison, when I find you a gentleman, I'll let you know.

Thank you, sir.

If you'll pardon my saying so, sir, I...

...loathe to have to say it.

I think there's someone at the door.

Oh! Jamison!

Shot!

And in the Royal Suite of all places.

Have we ever seen him before, sir?

It's Beaumont, Stonley's manager at the Club Marquis.

Probably was waiting in the hall, recognized the guy who just left here...

...and got himself murdered for it.

That makes things extremely awkward for us, doesn't it, sir?

What do we do now?

Get rid of him quick. I've got to make a phone call.

But Carla, darling, I thought you'd be delighted to get rid of our royal guests.

Please, dear, release them at once.

All right, Michael, if that's the way you want it.

Oh, Michael,

When they do get out, they'll go right to the police about you.

My darling, the police can't possibly want to see me...

...any more than they do at this very moment.

To them my life is an open book about to close.

And it's about closed.

Jamison! Ja...

What are you doing up there?

He's a very tricky fellow.

Come on, get rid of him.

Pull yourself together man, pull yourself together!

It's not so easy, he's not at all cooperative.

Get rid of him.

Put him in the shower.

Put him anywhere!

Get him out of here!

Oh, Jamison, please, hurry up.

- Your Excellency. - Yes.

Your new suite is ready.

Oh, it is. What's wrong with this one?

But Your Excellency, we've just refurnished part of the 32nd floor for you.

Oh, that's very good of you.

Wait till you see it, it's really lovely.

But you see, this suite has such pleasant memories for us...

...of things now dead.

Well, we'll gladly move whatever will keep those memories alive.

Oh, you will.

You know that's very good of you, old boy.

Very good of you.

But you see, however you look at it, it's a dead issue.

But if you come back in 15 minutes,

we will have by then, as you Americans so quaintly put it,

cleared the skeleton from the closet.

Attention!

On toes, staff!

- Well, now what, sir? - We get out of here but fast.

Oh, thank goodness. He must be lonely, the way he haunts me.

And don't forget my briefcase and your cane.

Very good, sir.

Tell the housekeeper His Royal Highness can now be moved to his new suite.

"Calling Inspector Crane."

"There's a 32 at the Sherry Cardinal Hotel."

Step on it.

His Royal Highness and His Excellency had a number of visitors today.

They never left this suit until a very short time ago.

Then they must have been here when this man was killed.

I'm positive they were.

Oh, I've been about too long not to know a guilty conscience when I see one.

And they looked guilty.

I can't imagine them mixed up in anything like murder, inspector.

Somebody else must have a hand in it.

Well, offhand I can think of a certain nameless gent...

...who by now knows quite a bit about it.

What is the meaning of this intrusion?

That's what I've been meaning to ask His Royal Highness and His Excellency.

Why is that gentleman lying on our floor?

He can't help it, he's dead.

His body was found in the shower shortly after you two gentlemen left.

That's ridiculous. We never take showers.

What's more, we haven't been in the hotel since early last evening.

Oh, Your Excellency,

why, I talked to you myself in this very room less than half an hour ago.

Then I saw you and His Royal Highness...

...go out through the lobby downstairs and get into your car.

Furthermore, I held your beard in my own hand.

And do you know what I think?

Inspector! This is too much.

I've not only been robbed, kidnapped, held prisoner all night,

now I'm accused of murder.

Now just a moment, if you're innocent, there's nothing to get excited about.

How dare you question my innocence!

Why, inspector, why, I'll stake my reputation!

The closest he ever got to Rapoor was an Oriental rug!

I'll have your head for this!

And I'll have your beard!

It's like I said, Your Excellency, this club doesn't open up until evening.

We know that. We'd just like a few words with the proprietor if he's here.

I'm the proprietor, what can I do for you?

Oh, I'd like some information.

- Okay, let's go in my office. - Right.

My dear fellow,

I'm not suggesting that you had anything to do...

...with the disappearance of the Shalimar.

Oh, dear, no.

I should hope not.

Merely that there have been three incidents, and if you could...

...sort of help us tie them together,

we could make strides in the recovery of the sapphire.

Of course I'll be glad to help you in any way I can.

The gentleman says he'll be glad to help us in any way he can.

Yes, well. First incident, old boy.

We received a telephone call at our hotel.

An unidentified voice suggested that we come over here...

...and we would receive further information as to how to contact the thieves.

Well, all I know is someone telephoned my ma�tre d'...

...and made a reservation for you and His Excellency.

Oh, your ma�tre d'h�tel met us at the door and showed us to a table.

- But nothing happened. - Well, I can't help you there.

I don't know thing about it.

Oh, you don't.

Well, second incident.

A man who refused to reveal his identity or his occupation,

he did... "He did, you know?",

called to see us at our hotel in person, mind you,

and offered to act as go-between in recovery of the stone...

...in exchange, of course for the $150,000 reward which we have offered.

You wouldn't know anything about that, now, would you?

What did he look like?

What did he look like, old boy? That's a good question.

Well, he was slightish.

Slightish, and he had, um... gray hair and a black moustache.

- What happened then? - Oh, well, then...

Then we, we... we heard a shot out in the hall...

...just a few moments after he left.

There was a noise at our door.

Well, I opened the door,

...and in staggered your ma�tre d'h�tel shot through the heart.

Beaumont?

Well, His Royal Highness and I surmised...

...the chap who had just been in our room did the shooting. It was reasonable.

I can't believe it. Beaumont bumped off.

I would imagine that the death of your Mr. Beaumont, regrettable as it is,

is an affair for your very efficient police.

His Royal Highness, of course,

is only interested in the recovery of the Shalimar.

You, uh... wouldn't have anything to suggest, hm?

Well, I don't know anything about the jewelry racket,

but it seems to me that a rock of that size would have to be handled by a big operator.

Oh?

Why don't you go to this address on Fifth Avenue?

And ask for Mr. Wheelrite.

- Mr. Wheelrite. - Yes.

He probably knows more about sapphires than anybody in town.

- I see. - He's a legitimate jeweler.

But he might have heard something. You see,

there's a grapevine in the diamond business...

...that sometimes reaches even to legitimate avenues of disposal.

Well, thank you very much.

Sorry I can't take you over there myself,

but this bumping off of Beaumont has hit me pretty hard.

Oh, naturally, naturally.

Well, thanks again, my friend.

You've been very kind. Good afternoon.

Your Royal Highness.

Wait a minute, Jamison. Sit down in that chair.

Get that thing out of your ear, open your coat.

This, my dear Jamison, is a walkie-talkie.

- A walkie-talkie, sir? - Yes.

It's a little souvenir I brought back from the war.

Does it both walk and talk, sir?

No, but when I get you hooked up, you'll be a walking radio station.

- What are my code letters, sir? - D-O-P-E.

That's very funny, sir.

Be careful, my condenser burns up so easily.

Now, when I have to shout at you because of your deafness,

I'll be shouting right into the microphone on your chest.

Well, that's most ingenious, sir, what won't they think up next?

Now remember, when you want to change over from "sending" to "receiving",

you take this little switch... thus.

"They're coming down the stretch now, it's Fuzzy Mo, Bennie Bee and Scribbling Hack."

"Bennie Bee's coming up fast."

"It's Bennie Bee and Scribbling Hack"

Wrong wave length.

Do you know the most extraordinary thing, sir?

I could feel those horses' hooves right through me.

I wonder if Bennie Bee won.

"Calling car 17, car 17"

" Go to 1212 State Street at 35. That is all."

Now, there we have it.

Fancy all that coming out of poor little me.

Now remember,

when you want to go back to broadcast,

you turn this little switch... thus.

Like that, sir?

That's it.

Oh, and another thing.

Be sure to hold this exactly like that.

Because when you do, it contacts the wire I've just put in your sleeve.

What is that, sir?

That enables you to send it. Your aerial.

Now let's get ourselves together and get out of here.

I don't wish to appear uncooperative, sir, but I'm ticklish.

Oh, pull yourself together, Jamison.

I can't sir, my killer cycles are acting up.

But why arrest me, I couldn't help it.

This is your apartment, isn't it?

Perhaps you don't realize it, but you're an accessory to a crime.

I'm nothing of the sort.

Michael simply brought them here and asked me to entertain them for a while.

Well, is it an old family tradition of yours, Miss Winter,

to entertain your overnight guests by tying them to their chairs?

Well, you wouldn't want them falling off, would you?

Oh, perhaps not.

But will you go and change your attire,

or shall I take you to police headquarters the way you are?

Well...

It's up to you.

My pet.

Good afternoon, gentlemen, may I help you?

We wish to see Mr. Wheelright.

Who shall I tell him is calling?

His Royal Highness the Prince of Rapoor.

This is indeed an honor, sir.

Will you both step this way?

Well, gentlemen.

This is an unexpected honor.

Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

I...

I'm at a loss for words.

May I ask how you happened to come here?

Well, shortly after you left our hotel,

a dead man tumbled in our door.

Are you suggesting...

Oh, my dear fellow!

We're not at all interested in solving the murder.

Nor do we connect you in any way the the, er...

...unfortunate man.

- Well, then how... - You see, when the police arrived,

they established his identity...

...as the ma�tre d'h�tel at a nightclub to which we'd been sent...

...to gather some information about the Shalimar.

Hm.

So you went there instead of going to the police.

I repeat.

We have no interest in the police.

Merely in the recovery of the Shalimar.

Well, then Stonley...

I mean...

I mean, someone there suggested that...

...I might know something about the stone?

As a matter of fact...

...his name was Stonley, yes.

He said that quite legitimately and through business channels,

you might come across some information that might be of interest to us.

Just as you yourself suggested when you came to call that day.

And, you know, we had no idea that you were the chap to whom we were being sent.

- Oh, dear, no! - I see.

You're prepared to pay at once the amount I specified?

If you can gain immediate possession of a stone almost identical in every detail,

size, cutting, brilliance,

to the stone you're looking for?

If the gem is as like the Shalimar as you say,

or if you have the Shalimar,

then I have the money... and in cash.

There will be an arrangement between us with absolutely no questions asked...

and no danger either to your reputation or your person.

I'm anxious to get this over with as quickly as possible.

Here's the stone, Your Excellency.

It might well be the Shalimar itself, might it not, Your Excellency?

You know, Mr. Wheelright,

tradition has it that the Eastern mind is more devious than the Western.

There tradition is wrong.

They understand each other perfectly.

Your Royal Highness,

I just told Mr. Wheelright...

that we accept the Shalimar as real and agreed to his offer!

"For some obvious reason, Mr. Wheelright is in a hurry."

"All Fifth Avenue jewelers it seems are that way!"

"I've told him that there is no reason to fear the police!"

"We have no higher regard for them than he has."

"That takes in Mr. Crane too!"

- Why, the... - That's Michael's voice.

Double-crossing Don Juan!

Wheelright's jewelry store on Fifth Avenue,

how long will it take us to get there?

Twenty minutes if we step on it, sir.

Alright, let's step on it.

I wanna find out how come Lanyard's talking over a police radio...

...with the whole force out looking for him.

He does have a pleasing voice, doesn't he, inspector?

Mr. Wheelright.

His Royal Highness, merely as a matter of idle curiosity,

would like to know how you came into possession of the Shalimar.

He is an avid detective story reader.

There were to be no questions asked.

I'm sorry, Your Royal Highness,

"Mr. Wheelright cannot tell us how he came into possession of the Shalimar.

"But he says we can have it now for $150,000,

as he cannot guarantee its availability later."

Making any headway?

I'm showing His Royal Highness and His Excellency some stones.

I'll have to ask you to wait outside.

But these gentlemen are friends of mine, I sent them here.

That's quite correct, Mr. Wheelright.

- I told you that. - Well, but...

Quit acting, Wheelright, these gentlemen have come here for the...

Ah, you'll have to speak louder.

His Royal Highness.

"I was just saying that you gentlemen came here with $150,000 to ransom the Shalimar."

Well, there's the rock, where's the cash?

Before we give you the $150,000 for the stone,

do you have any proof that this is the Shalimar?

What's the trouble, Your Highness, something wrong?

"Calling all squad cars, Fifth Avenue District."

"Converge on Wheelright's jewelry store."

I must have swallowed a radio tube.

Take it easy!

The Lone Wolf, eh? Just as I thought. Alright, hand it over.

Alright, boys.

The whistle's blown.

Don't move.

Stay where you are now.

- What's that? - Tear gas.

Something's wrong, sir. I'm being asphyxiated.

Tear gas. Put your handkerchief over your mouth and nose, Jamison.

The cops will be here soon, I hope!

It's a beastly unsatisfactory odor, sir.

Going in, boss?

Not without a gas mask. They'll come out.

Come on!

What took you so long?

Well, I got here, didn't I? Oh, this is a pleasure, Lanyard.

Come on!

Thanks, Lanyard, you're a pal. And if there's anything I can do for you...

Confidentially, there is.

Get out of here!

Quick!

But quick.

Carla, bye.

If I never see you again, it'll be too soon.

At last!

See, I got lilies.

That's fine.

That's fine, we'll keep it a secret.

Come on, Carla, let's drown ourselves.

I don't think I have that much soda.

We'll use ice cubes, it takes longer.

Isn't tear gas awfully unpleasant?

Only if you inhale it.

No bad after effects?

I don't know, I haven't used enough of it.

I wonder if a civilian could buy some.

- Ja? - Good afternoon.

Why don't you and Jamison just sublet this apartment...

...and we'll find another little nest?

Well, if you and Miss Winter will forgive this intrusion,

we promise never to bother you again.

No bother, inspector.

I'm beginning to regard you as one of the family.

Why, thank you.

I just thought, Lanyard, you might like to know...

that His Royal Highness and His Excellency...

have refused to press kidnapping charges against you and Miss Winter.

They sailed this morning with the idol and the Shalimar.

Oh, how sweet of them.

- Then the case is closed. - That's right.

And we can reasonably expect some privacy around here?

I can take a hint. I'm on my way.

Good luck to both of you.

Same to you, inspector, and to your little force of eager men.

Thank you. Good night.

Good night, Crane.

Have you any reason for waiting?

No, sir. Oh, only this, sir.

The two potentates sent that over by special messenger.

I thought it might be important.

It is important.

His Royal Highness thanks us very much...

...and encloses a check for $25,000.

Thank you, Jamison. I'll take good care of it.

Will there be anything more, sir?

Decidedly not. You have the next ten years off.

Oh, thank you very much, sir.

Pardon me, sir. It must be the spring.

Olga, do you enjoy the cinema?

No, I only go to the moving pictures.

Jamison, I want you to take Olga to the movies.

Make sure it's a double feature.

Then...

...take her to dinner.

And any nightclub she wants to go to.

And after that,

you're on your own.

Oh, thank you, sir.

Oh, that's all right, Olga.

You two young romantics have the time of your lives.

Oh, thank you, ma'am. Thank you.

Oh, boys.

- I will change immediately. - Yes, I'll meet you on the mezzanine.

Oh, thank you, sir, thank you so much.

Oh, there's just one more thing, sir.

On my return, I insist upon an increase.

Women are such a burden, as you know.

Good night, Jamison.

Carla.

Could you possibly think of anyone, anyone who might disturb us now?

Not a soul.

All right, answer it.

But it'll take a three-alarm fire to get me out of here!

- The house is on fire, sir! - What?

There are firemen all over the place. The house is on fire, sir!

So am I! I'm burned up!

Get out!

Hey, wait a minute. Listen!

I... I... come here!

What is that?

Oh, never mind, sir, you still have me.

Yes, I know, Jamison.

But you've lost all that beautiful blond hair.

- Subtitles - Luis Filipe Bernardes